Snapshot Therapy Session (Harry)

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
F/M
G
Snapshot Therapy Session (Harry)
Summary
Harry has been doing therapy sessions with Pomfrey for a while now, this definitely picks up in the middle of something bigger. Harry clearly has anxiety and PTSD. Life married to Hermione has been good but extremely busy lately and he is working on talking more about his feelings. to people other than Hermione. Yes even his therapist.This is short because it hit me.
Note
Okay. my first ever fanfiction.Whew I'm scared y'all. Totally no beta. any inconsistencies are mine alone. We die like men or whatever it is everyone says.Harry he is a doer not a talker and has been good about working on that but without a clear bad guy he cant figure out how to feel or how to express that. Prof Pomfrey is new to counselling as counselling to Wizarding World(Britain) is also extremely knew. But they are comfortable working together and she cares for him. I mean she changed his nappies yeah?Also. I am very American so this will read very American if that makes sense. remember im new.Honestly im just dumbing this because why should i sit on it. maybe this will force me to actually write the main story i have been bothering my cousin about. So this is for M Austin. Hopefully you don't read this

“I feel like another shoe is going to drop.”
Fidgets, he fidgets. It's supposed to mean he feels comfortable.
“We’re coming out of the Yule season. Most people are decompressing; are you doing anything to decompress?” Poppy had gotten better at not leading the conversation to just bouncing thoughts out loud.
Harry ran a shaky hand down his face just to bring it to the nape of his neck.
Signature move.
Tugs his hair.
“Didn't get to fly as much with Ginny on bed rest. Auror Corps keeps calling me in but its very last minute chasing tails and what not. I can't do anything with that.” he finally releases a deep sigh “Hermione and I are still having sex, but it is less.”
A shrug.
“Less intimate? Less often?”
“Both.” hands finally in his lap. “It feels like waiting for the clock to run out while taking your N.E.W.T but having half a sheet left. I dont think it’s anxiety because I can still breathe but it does feel odd. Like“ another shrug, “like the other shoe is going to be falling.”
At this pointe Madam Pomfrey is beaming, “Thank you for telling me.”
And to that Harry lets out an easy breath and smirks. Yes he feels comfortable. Safe. And he conveyed that.
“It sounds like you have the physical releases worked out. You can always add more runs. How are you with the magical releases? Are you still using the dummy room at the Ministry? Dueling Lord Longbottom?”
“Nah just dueling with the kiddies here really. Not much magical release in that.” Harry didn't think that keeping a constant *Repellent Charm* going while roaming the castle to ward off students with too forward advances counted. Madam Pomfrey knew about that and knew he pretty much kept them going whenever he was out of the house. Now he was wondering if he put more magic into if he could clear out a room? Or a smaller building? Honestly the more thought he put into it he was sure he could clear all of Hogsmeade Village.
He should mention that to his wife. Whenever he saw her next that was.
“Maybe we should brainstorm that, yeah?”